I'm just riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
I'm just riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
I'm just riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Look you can tell just by my odor
I been blowing on this Yoda
Cause them summers getting hotter and the winter getting colder
Thought I told ya
I can never snitch go check my folder
If they ever brought your name up bet I tell them I ain't know ya
Look straight out California northern part to be exact
And I represent Manteca put my city on the map
This shit slaps shout out Stackz
You know all this shit is facts
And I do this for my brother reminiscing on the past
While I'm just riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
All I ever do is grind I ain't got no time to nap
Take some time to talk to god
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back Ah!
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
Riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Look bitch I'm geekin off that peezy purple smoking out the jar
Let me catch you on the freeway speeding blow you out your car
Reaching for my chain that mean you ready for some war
Let me catch a nigga plotting promise he sleep with the stars
If he ain't bout that guala partna I can't even talk
Catch me geekin for the money probably run up in your house
That bitch geekin off them pills keep throwing perkys in her mouth
Bitch I'm thuggin rough and rugged robbin shit til I get caught
Ain't backing down from nothing you gon have to knock me out
If you don't I'm hiding with choppas outside ya house
Ain't backing down from nothing nigga you gon knock me out
Or I'm hiding with choppas outside ya house Peezy!
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
Riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Gibby - Thru My City (feat. OMB Peezy) Lyrics
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English
I'm just riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
I'm just riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
I'm just riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Look you can tell just by my odor
I been blowing on this Yoda
Cause them summers getting hotter and the winter getting colder
Thought I told ya
I can never snitch go check my folder
If they ever brought your name up bet I tell them I ain't know ya
Look straight out California northern part to be exact
And I represent Manteca put my city on the map
This shit slaps shout out Stackz
You know all this shit is facts
And I do this for my brother reminiscing on the past
While I'm just riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
All I ever do is grind I ain't got no time to nap
Take some time to talk to god
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back Ah!
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
Riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Look bitch I'm geekin off that peezy purple smoking out the jar
Let me catch you on the freeway speeding blow you out your car
Reaching for my chain that mean you ready for some war
Let me catch a nigga plotting promise he sleep with the stars
If he ain't bout that guala partna I can't even talk
Catch me geekin for the money probably run up in your house
That bitch geekin off them pills keep throwing perkys in her mouth
Bitch I'm thuggin rough and rugged robbin shit til I get caught
Ain't backing down from nothing you gon have to knock me out
If you don't I'm hiding with choppas outside ya house
Ain't backing down from nothing nigga you gon knock me out
Or I'm hiding with choppas outside ya house Peezy!
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
Riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
I'm just riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
I'm just riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Look you can tell just by my odor
I been blowing on this Yoda
Cause them summers getting hotter and the winter getting colder
Thought I told ya
I can never snitch go check my folder
If they ever brought your name up bet I tell them I ain't know ya
Look straight out California northern part to be exact
And I represent Manteca put my city on the map
This shit slaps shout out Stackz
You know all this shit is facts
And I do this for my brother reminiscing on the past
While I'm just riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
All I ever do is grind I ain't got no time to nap
Take some time to talk to god
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back Ah!
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
Riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Look bitch I'm geekin off that peezy purple smoking out the jar
Let me catch you on the freeway speeding blow you out your car
Reaching for my chain that mean you ready for some war
Let me catch a nigga plotting promise he sleep with the stars
If he ain't bout that guala partna I can't even talk
Catch me geekin for the money probably run up in your house
That bitch geekin off them pills keep throwing perkys in her mouth
Bitch I'm thuggin rough and rugged robbin shit til I get caught
Ain't backing down from nothing you gon have to knock me out
If you don't I'm hiding with choppas outside ya house
Ain't backing down from nothing nigga you gon knock me out
Or I'm hiding with choppas outside ya house Peezy!
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
It's so much hate up in my city I don't know who to trust
That's why I gotta keep it on me know it's ready to bust
It's too much money to be made but it ain't never enough
That's why I'm praying for some guidance from my angels above
Riding through my city
Ri-riding through my city
Riding through my city with a pistol on my lap
Take some time to talk to God
Keep me safe inside the trap
Send my love to all the people who I'm never getting back
Writer: Gilbert Menchaca
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid